Spinning my wheels.

 Finally, I decided last night that today would be a no running day. (yes, a rest day.. wait, whats that?) I figured my muscles hurt like hell and without any kind of recovery time they wouldn't get better. Logical, right? yeah not my body. I wake up this morning to find that there is no pain. zilch, nada, none, making it so much harder to actually take the day off. I toyed with the idea of running every single second that passed - almost to the point of an unhealthy obsession (the down side of being an all or nothing kind of girl.) One side of my head would say, "you're asking for an injury if you don't give your body a break", while the other side would say,       " you have a 10k, your first 10k, in a week - train, train train.. you can never be too prepared." At one point the woman (who I'm sure was sick of my whining and such) was like, just go!  But I knew better. Who knew that sticking to that part of a training plan would be more or less the hardest? I have to admit; I never have been too normal.
So I bummed around with these cuties; (Bailey, otherwise known as Queen B, on the left, and Elroy, otherwise known as Roybean on the right.)  to keep myself occupied- and them happily spoiled. Then after, putting my focus into getting ready for her white coat ceremony.  I wonder if all her accomplishments along the way to being a doctor gives her the same satisfaction and drive to go onto the next obstacle like my races do for me?  None the less, I couldn't have been more proud of her. Watching her fight her way to the top makes me want to do the same within my own passions. She's a good thing to have around.

Because taking the day completely off this close to my half is absurd, I spent a good a good hour and twenty mins on this baby. To be honest, I've really been slacking on the cross training so it felt good to ignore my inner resistance and just do it (now I sound like a Nike add. No real shocker there, I guess.) I don't love this because it really feels like a workout where as to running does not. Regardless, I achieved 20 miles on it, a goal I have yet to set and or reach until tonight! Even though I thought the last three miles would surely be the death of me, I knew I'd get them in. I rarely set goal that I don't intend on seeing through, it would be fair to say that I am my biggest competition. I strive to be better and stronger than myself - every day I try to be better than the day before. It doesn't always work out that way, but the mindset - I think - makes for great momentum. Its nice (as nice as staring at a wall for 20 miles can be) to have this thing at home - thank you Wal-mart and your 117 dollar product - but I really am missing the gym. I plan on getting back to it as soon as I can.  Side note : this bike doesn't have a water bottle holder and I've been too busy and cheap to get one, so I finally found a way to make it work! Perhaps an even bigger accomplishment that the 20 miles. I kid, I kid... well kinda. Before I get to bed, I must must must get some core work in. Another area I've been slacking in. I have to remind myself that there is behind the scene work that needs to be done in order to be a better runner.  Short cuts won't get me to the finish line.